Chapter 479: Captive Ouyang is supreme!

Ouyang never thought that as a lord, he would face alone in the field of four cold iron guys, even if he had more martial arts disciples, no matter how strong, at this time The method arrived immediately.
What's more, his celestial celestial being is also one of the main battlefields of the demon family's attack. Other elders and disciples are exhausting their lives, and they can be distracted here.
The only thing that can be relied upon now is his own lord.
Ouyang couldn't help but repent. For the sake of his son Ouyang Ran's death, he abandoned the sect. He ran here to avenge his son.
If he is still in Zongmen, he will fall to this field.
But what medicines are available in the world, that is, there is no regret medicine, so Ouyang can only fight.
As a lord, there are still a lot of magic weapons on his body.
When Zou Tiezhu drove the machine toward Ouyang, he immediately put himself on a purple gold armor to increase his defense.
Immediately, when the four chariots were about to hit him, he jumped and jumped out of the encirclement of four chariots.
Hu, Zou Tiezhu reacted the fastest. When Ouyang had just jumped up, his chariot arm immediately went to Ouyang.
Ouyang Wushang just landed, Zou Tiezhu's chariot arm immediately slammed into it, and slammed into the back of the Ouyang's armor, and Ouyang did not fly up to tens of meters away.
"Oh." Ouyang spit out a hot blood, and took a few rolls on the ground before he stood up.
"Damn." Ouyang Wushang erased the blood of his mouth, and then released a flying ship and flew away.
Ouyang, who used the broken virtual axe, has the highest level of cultivation, and he dares to fight again.
The four chariots still do not care, and quickly catch up.
A flying ship flies in front, followed by four armored combat vehicles. If such a scene is watched by someone, it will be awesome.
"Damn, wait for me to return to the celestial celestial, then I will calculate this account with you." Ouyang immediately gave himself a remedy to supplement the soul, and adjusted the interest, and repaired it for a moment.
Hearing the sound of the rear 戮仙战车嘎吱嘎吱, Ouyang looked back and looked up, his face could not help but change.
He did not expect that the speed of the Zhu Xian chariot was not weaker than that of the flying ship. Fortunately, the chariot can only run on the ground, there is no way to fly to catch up with the sky, and the energy gun of the Zhu Xian chariot must be static. In the state, it can be supplemented. If it is always moving, its energy will be consumed continuously, and there is no way to start the energy cannon.
Therefore, Ouyang is not worried, and the four cars will suddenly fire and blast him.
"Look at me." Seeing that the two sides are only a hundred meters away, Zou Tiezhu slammed the jump button of the Zhu Xian chariot, and the whole big block banged, pulling up the ground, such as the shells rushing to Ouyang. Flying ship.
"The beast is born." Ouyang screamed with no anger, and quickly rushed to the energy consumption, and pulled the flying ship up again, just so that Zou Tiezhu’s chariot jumped from the bottom of his flying ship.
With a bang, Zou Tiezhu’s chariot fell from the sky and slammed on the ground, pulling out a deep pit on the ground. In an instant, a group of dust rushed to the sky, covering Zou Tiezhu and the chariot’s figure.
"Call." Ouyang was shocked and couldn't help but sighed again: "It's a madman..."
Ouyang's supreme sound has not stopped, and a bang, a purple spar energy cannon suddenly blasted out from the dust of Zou Tiezhu, and bombarded Ouyang's supreme flying ship.
"Ah." Ouyang screamed and jumped from the flying ship at the moment of the explosion of the flying ship.
From the height of hundreds of meters, if you change to the usual Ouyang, there is no problem, but at this time his soul is greatly damaged, and he is injured. He can only use his treasure to slow down his own situation.
A large leaf-shaped treasure holds Ouyang's supreme body, and his body is parked in the air.
Huh, Ouyang’s ear came from a very sharp and harsh wind, and he turned and looked, his face was a maddening change.
Another chariot hit him and jumped over.
Ouyang was no longer able to dodge, and with a bang, his body was hit by hundreds of meters like a cannonball, and then the kite that had broken the line fell from the sky.
The four chariots quickly slid up, and at the same time extended four robotic arms and squatted on the upper limbs of Ouyang, who had not yet reacted to the ground.
"Ah." The limbs were crushed by four chariots. The painful pain of the heart made Ouyang scream and fainted.
With a bang, Zou Tiezhu’s chariot radiated a purple light, entangled Ouyang’s supreme body like a rope, and involved him in his own chariot.
The poor Lord of Heaven, Ouyang, was the captive of Zou Tiezhu of Xihe City, and was brought back to Xihe City by Zou Tiezhu.
"Hey, these seven young men are not bad, and we can solve Ouyang without any help." In the place where Zou Tiezhu had just left, a son of a scorpion emerged.
He waved his fan and calmly calmed down. A pair of humans and animals were harmless and polite. He didn't know how many young women were going to die.
Another gloomy guy smiled and said: "Yes, especially the guy who just made a shot, it really makes me like it, haha, he was covered in dust at the same moment he was falling. Quickly changed another chariot capable of launching shells. This vain means, the essence of the old seven, haha."
Yan Gongzi smiled slightly: "If I change to be me, I will be fooled. There are actually two chariots on this guy. If I didn't admit it, the chariot should be Zou Shuai's killing chariot, no. I think that the old seven is so proficient in the magic weapon, only a few days, I will be able to master the chariot."
"I have done it, the third child, the fifth child, you don't have to blow the old seven there, we are still guarding this place, waiting to deal with Yue Xia Nan." Another screaming beard screamed sulkingly "If you escaped by Yue Xia Nan, you may not know how Master will punish us."
This bearded beard looks extremely rough and lacks in mind, but his small eyes are shining with extreme sorrow, revealing his nature unreservedly, giving people an unobstructed view.
In addition, there are two glamorous women grinning and extremely charming: "The masters envy and hate, haha."
"Go, the second child, the fourth child, and then nonsense, beware of the masters, I will give you a glimpse of the light, and do it on the spot." The sly man with a beard stunned the two women, his eyes are not concealed. It shows that he is not just talking about it.
The two fascinating women didn't mind, the woman who was called the second child giggled: "We don't look for you to do that. Look for the old seven, haha."
The beard was snorted and screamed: "Hurry up and hide, run Yue Xia Nan, see how Master punishes you two little fairies."
"When you go, listen to the master's brother, hehe." As the fourth child's soft laughter drifted away, the figure of the five quickly disappeared.
The battles on the battlefield of Xihe City are still in the heat. The 100,000 Xihecheng mercenaries and the 80,000 spirits are colliding together. It can be said that the Mars of the later generations hit the earth, and its tragic degree cannot be described by words.
The spirits have been completely desperate, precisely because this desperation makes them become as crazy as the demon master.
I saw a few sounds, a soul teacher was stabbed in the front chest and back by three or four Xihecheng mercenaries, the sword was worn out from the other direction, he knew that he could not escape, face There was a sneer: "To die, let everyone die together."
The blue light flashed, and as the sound of the bursting sound rang, a powerful soul within a few hundred meters burst into the air.
The three or four Xihecheng mercenaries close to him were naturally blown up, and those close to them were also killed by death, seriously injured, and only those who were a little far away suffered some minor injuries.
Even so, the people on both sides seem to have no idea of ​​life and death, and they rushed toward the enemy who had just been severely wounded.
The sound of snoring sounded, and those who were seriously injured had not had time to breathe, and they were killed by the enemy.
Such a situation is everywhere in the entire battlefield. The casualties of both sides are rising rapidly at an uncalculated speed, but the sound of screaming is still endless, and there is no weakening at all because some people die. ......
Wang Wenzhan and Nangong Yuzhuo are the leaders of the young generation of the Shenshen School. The reputation of the two people is not the same. It is just that the two people basically have no chance to do anything, so they have never been separated.
Now, it is the time when the two are one point high.
The Dizang Gate is dominated by the cultivation of the body. Wang Wenzhan is a young soul soul teacher, and his body is equivalent to a magic weapon of the Qing attack and defense.
Ling Xiao had once handed a hand to the disciple of Dizangmen, and suffered a loss without precautions. However, Nangong Yuzhuo knows the roots of the Tibetans and it is almost impossible for Wang Wenzhan to attack him.
Therefore, the battle between the two is undoubtedly better than who is better.
Hey, Wang Wenzhan’s arm suddenly stretched indefinitely and quickly slammed toward the center of Nangong’s chest.
Nangong Yuzhuo was prepared for it. A blue-grade fuzzle was quickly thrown out and turned into a blue shield, which blocked Wang Wenzhan’s extended fist.
Wang Wenzhan naturally did not think about a solution to Nangong Yuzhuo. At the same time, his other hand screamed out his fist and hit a horizontal semicircular arc, from the other side. Look at the head of Nangong Yuzhuo.
Nangong Yuzhuo snorted: "This level of attack is simply a piece of cake, and dare to come up with ugliness."